“Just men talking, don’t get your panties in a twist.” Grey snorts at his own clever little joke.
Ronan bets Hicks would have heard that and a lot worse..
Hicks rolls her eyes. “I see sensitivity training really did you wonders. I guess a one-week course wasn’t enough to cure you of your mommy issues.”
Before he finds his voice again, Hicks has turned to face Ronan, giving him her attention, and cutting off the indignant officer.
“Are you the private detective?” she asks.
“Yeah, that’s me.” Ronan nods.
“Follow me. We have all the case evidence we have put together in one room—ten girls’ lives takes up more than one board.” Hicks starts walking, and Ronan follows her, not even bothering to look at Grey.